George smiled as he pulled Angie into his arms. The soft material brushing against his skin didn’t help, and he felt himself stiffen again. “Yes, but I think you’re still overdressed,” he said softly.
“And you’re still poking me,” she teased back.
George cupped her chin in his hand and brought her face up to his so that he could kiss those lips once more. Angie melted up against him and brought her arms around his neck. As they kissed, his hands roamed up and down her back. She was soft to touch, but there were muscles there too. His lips moved to her ear and then down to the point where her neck joins her shoulders. George’s kisses turned to gentle nips and kisses.
Angie felt goosebumps cascade over her skin as George began to nibble down her neck. She lost all sense of time and just enjoyed the sensations. She could feel all the tension and fatigue drain away. As his hands cradled her ass and pulled her up against his chest, she arched back and let his kisses trail down onto her breasts.
George inhaled the scent of her body as he kissed the space between Angie’s breasts. He kissed left then right, not knowing how far he should go or how fast. The material of the bathrobe was between his lips and her nipple. He brushed his lips over it.
“Oh,” gasped Angie. “Do that again.”
George smiled and kissed her nipple. Moving slightly away from it, he blew across it and then took nipple and bathrobe into his mouth, licking her nipple through the material.
Angie inhaled sharply. The sensations running through her body felt so good. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, he moved to her other nipple. This time, he nosed away the bathrobe and put his lips on her bare nipple. As his tongue flicked across it, she gasped. George then moved his right hand down her thigh and caressed up and between her legs. Lost for a moment in sensation overload, she wasn’t sure which way she wanted to move.
“Just stop thinking,” George whispered as he took his lips away from her nipple.
“But,…” Angie started to say as his fingertips began to roll her nipple back and forth.
“Do you want to stop?” George asked.
“No,” Angie said hoarsely. She moved so that she straddled George’s left leg. This brought her breasts closer to his mouth.
George took the hint and sucked one nipple and then the other while his fingers played with her breasts. Latching on to her left nipple, he brought his hand down Angie’s side, opening up her robe. Stroking her side, he slowly worked his hand down to her ass. She didn’t flinch when he brought his hand up between her legs. George stroked her lightly and realized she was soaking wet. His fingers slid up and down her soft folds and gently into her pussy.
“Oh!” Angie gasped softly. “Oh my, oh!”
“Like that?” George asked as he moved to stroke her clit.
Angie gasped and wiggled in his grasp. “Oh George,” she said softly as his touch brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
George could feel her building to release and increased his strokes against her clit. It didn’t take long before she stiffened in his arms and cried out as she orgasmed. Angie melted against his chest as she relaxed.
“Enjoy that?” he asked as she blinked owlishly at him.
“Oh yes,” she said. “But what about you? You’re still poking me,” she said with a giggle in her voice.
“Well, what do you want to do about that?” he asked.
Angie smiled and wiggled out of his arms. Undoing her bathrobe she took it off and dropped it to the floor. Turning back to George, she smiled. She ran her fingertips over his cock and watched as it bobbed and danced under her touch. George groaned. Angie brought her hand around it and then kissed the top of his cock.
“Ohhhh,” moaned George. He arched his hips towards her face and smiled when she took him in her mouth. She bobbed up and down, licking and sucking his cock. “Angie, if… if you keep that up, I’m not going to last,” he said.
Angie gave him one long lick and then kissed the top of his cock. “I want you inside of me,” she said as she straddled George’s lap. She knew he was bigger around than she’d encountered before, but that intrigued her rather than scared her. She moved so that the head of his cock was lined up with her opening and rocked back and forth as it slowly slid in.
George realized that it was a tight fit and tried to hold still as Angie moved back and forth. He grabbed her hips to help steady her. It felt so good that he wanted to drive in deep, but knew he would hurt her. She rocked back once more and he felt himself slide in as she became wetter.
“Oh George,” Angie said in a whisper. “So full…”
“Uhuh,” he nodded. It was his turn to have his brain melt. She was so tight and it felt so good. His hands went from holding her hips to helping her pump up and down on his cock. Their pace increased and he realized he wouldn’t last much longer. Too much sensation, and too much anticipation.
Angie rode up and down George’s cock. Her body delighted in the sensations he was pulling from her and she felt her orgasm burn it’s way up her spine. She gasped as she came.
George felt Angie’s orgasm pulse around his cock. He couldn’t hold back any longer. His orgasm thundered through him. George’s hands froze on her hips as he felt himself pour into her. He arched off of the bed, growling in pleasure as he came.
Angie slowly felt herself come back to earth. She melted against George’s chest and felt his arms wrap around her. She could feel her muscles contract around his cock every few seconds. Feeling far too good to move, she just lay there.
George moved Angie’s knee away from his side. She had bumped it at the very last, but he felt so good that he didn’t care. He loved that she had curled up on his chest. He pulled the quilt up over them and wrapped his arms around her. They were asleep in moments.
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